Malibu Barbie
Long body, swimsuit, toting naught but towelMy earliest conception of this exotic localeMystique this…
Sophie stumbled into the high school gym cum evacuation center. Burns and gritty soot covered her, but the memory of her destroyed house caused her the most pain.
Her dreams were shattered. She’d almost accepted having no man and no job. The fire added “no…
Candles flickered on every available surface.
The Magic from the Magic Circle
By Joe Gordon
When I was ten years old, I decided that I was going to be a Harlem Globetrotter. That was a strange ambition for a smallish, ten-year-old white kid from a little farming community in northern Kansas in the 1950s, who had never seen a black man in person.
Sonja was the most skilled dream thief in the kingdom.
A flag unfurls in the sunny sky, a promise of wealth and gloryto the young boy dreaming of belonging.
Does the war make the boy a man? Or, rather, does it make the man a boy, yearning for thewarmth of a mother’s unblemished hands?